I pray, "Lord, I believe!" But where my faith is lacking "help my unbelief".
I've prayed "Father, teach me where this line is" . But maybe there isn't a line at all. All this is in His hands. Yes, there is responsibility on my part but there isn't a line in between. Maybe the responsibility that is on me as a mom is also in His hands.
Stop trying to push your way through this day and rest in your Father's arms. Pour out your heart to Him every pain, every fear, don't hold anything back. Then let Him hold you when it hurts. Rest in Him and let His peace fill your heart. This peace doesn't mean you don't have things to do, things to be concerned about or even that the ache and weight of it all goes away. His peace comes in the middle of it all.
I woke up the next morning and the fear that had gripped my heart the day before was replaced with peace.
The Bible says "do not fear" 365 times.
But today I find myself in a place I know that I am afraid.
It seems like I am reliving a nightmare that I never wanted to be in the first time.
Most recently he has had bad dreams. As he wakes up and comes to me. One night as I walked him back to his bed he asked me "mom, can you pray and ask Jesus to give me good dreams?". "of course I can..." I said
I was reading through the book of John. I love reading the Gospels and about the time Jesus spent here on earth. But, then as I make my way through Palm Sunday comes. This must have been an amazing day to witness but I cringe... I know what is coming. The betrayal of Jesus a … Continue reading He Calls Me By Name
As I lay listening to it last night I realized it was me who had this timeline of when I wanted doors to open.
And I was discouraged because they aren't opening.
He is in the waiting
This is our (my kids and mine) 2nd year going to school. Last year was a good year, it was hard with paperwork, meeting, and diagnosis, but it was good. God took care of each of them, above and beyond I could have hoped or prayed for.
I love our prayer time on Sunday mornings.
Earlier in the year, my friend led us to pray over one another. This was an amazing thing to share.
As I thought of this I didn't remember a time that we did this for her.
Father thank you for another year of life. Remind me that each day that you give me is a gift and to treasure it. Thank you that I got to spend my birthday at church this year, worshiping you there, with family and friends
Today is my Papa David's birthday. He has been in heaven for many years now but I often think of him and reflect on how he had impacted my life. I don't know that he ever knew just how much he influenced me.
my little girl began singing this that day I listened closely as she said
“You are treasured, you are beautiful, in the eyes...in the eyes, of the one who made you.
In the storm, God's promises and grace are put on display just like this picture of the rainbow. But just like you have to look up to see a rainbow you have to look to see God's grace and promises in the storms of life.
When someone hears my story I sometimes get told
"God won't give you more than you can handle"
I've often just smile but I really don't like being told this. They may see the girl standing in front of them at the moment and she may look strong. But what they don't know is that I am literally biting my tongue because I don't want to cry (again).